A bamboo will become a flute You have to make few holes! If your name wants to spread fast You must ... A bamboo will become a flute You have to make few holes! If your name wants to s...

Who is carrying more boats An ocean asked! Even I am raising your height A ship replied! Who is carrying more boats An ocean asked! Even I am raising your height A ship ...

Till it is hit by gusty winds Freed from its shackles, and screams into a river River Till it is hit by gusty winds Freed from its shackles, and screams into a riv...

The poem shows her like a river and winds flowing. The poem shows her like a river and winds flowing.

The poem is dedicated to Lord Durga. The poem is dedicated to Lord Durga.

Awaiting as an unknown stream to meet its end Maybe merged in a river then to sea, Otherwise t... Awaiting as an unknown stream to meet its end Maybe merged in a river then to...